"Xiao Chu, Yiren, these two are Qiao Xingchen, the young master of the Qiao family, and Qiao Yuwei, the young lady of the Qiao family."
"Xingchen, Yuwei, these two are my lifelong friends, Chu Yang and Xu Yiren."
Chu Yang and Xu Yiren both stretched out their hands to shake hands with the young master and young lady of the Qiao family and say hello to each other.
The moment Qiao Xingchen saw Xu Yiren, the expression on his face changed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Xu Yiren, you must be the new star pianist." Qiao Xingchen recognized Xu Yiren.
Xu Yiren was a little surprised. She didn't expect that her popularity was actually higher than expected.
Of course, those who know her must be those who often pay attention to the music performance circle, and belong to a relatively small and elegant group of people.
"Yes." Xu Yiren nodded to Qiao Xingchen.
Qiao Xingchen smiled, looked at Xu Yiren with admiration, and said: "Sure enough, you are more beautiful and more elegant than on the poster. It's a pity that you have never been to Jiangnan to participate in a performance, otherwise I would definitely go there. At your concert, maybe we can play together.”
Xu Yiren smiled lightly and said, "It seems that you also like music very much."
At this time, Qiao Yuwei interjected: "Of course, my brother is a level 10 professional piano player. He can also play the violin and cello. He knows a lot. He is definitely a musical talent."
Hearing this, Xu Yiren was a little surprised. She originally thought that the eldest young master of the Qiao family was busy doing business and practicing martial arts all day long, and would not be too interested in things like music, but she didn't expect that he was still a master.
And then, Qiao Yuwei said: "However, compared with his other abilities, these skills of my brother are only a drop in the bucket."
Qiao Yuwei seems to admire her brother very much.
In fact, she is not the only one. The Qiao family regards Qiao Xingchen as an all-around genius and the most promising person to inherit the Qiao family's vast fortune in the future. His brilliance has already eclipsed his father's.
There are rumors that in the future, Qiao Jiaming is likely to skip all his sons and let his eldest grandson Qiao Xingchen inherit his family fortune worth hundreds of millions.
Compared with Qiao Xingchen, Chu Yang seemed a bit unknown. He sat at the table and participated in very few topics. Mainly the Qiao family, they did not take him seriously.
Qiao Xingchen shines so brightly that no matter where he goes, he is the focus of heated discussion. In comparison, others will definitely be much dimmed.
At the wine table, Qiao Jiaming chatted about the rumors about "Dragon Bottle".
"Old Shen, it is said that Longmen's sacred object, the Dragon Bottle, hides a huge secret that can shock the whole world. Back then, Longmen suddenly fell apart in order to snatch the Dragon Bottle. After so many years, the Dragon Bottle seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. Do you know the whereabouts of Long Zun?" Qiao Jiaming asked.
At any time, Longmen is a topic that people talk about after dinner, which shows how influential Longmen was back then.
After Qiao Jiaming accumulated a large amount of wealth, he no longer had much desire to continue pursuing wealth. His interest was all in exploring some ancient and secret things. He suspected whether Long Zun's secret was related to longevity.
Shen Tianhong shook his head and said: "Old Qiao, even you don't have the whereabouts of Long Zun, let alone me. Those aristocratic families in the capital that have been passed down for thousands of years may have some clues."
"Some time ago, I heard that dragon bottles appeared in Jiangzhou, and I almost went to see them. But it turned out that an old branch of Longmen took out the urinal of a certain dragon master and used it as a dragon bottle. , I almost died laughing at that time.”
Qiao Jiaming said: "If we only collect it, the dragon master's urinal must also be very precious, but the problem is that there is nothing on it that I need."
Qiao Jiaming had already had the idea of immortality thirty years ago.
At this time, Qiao Jiaming lightly snapped his fingers, and the entourage behind him held up a wooden box.
"Go and send it to Mr. Shen." Qiao Jiaming ordered his entourage.
"Old Shen, I heard that Qianjun is ill and is recovering. I brought a century-old Angong Niuhuang Pill. I got it from the ancient medical hall in exchange for other things. Take it and give it to Qianjun. , his illness will recover quickly."
